Down the Shore Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2011
- 93 min
- $4,808
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I know it
'cause my dad owns it.
He owns everything
in the amusement park.
He owns the roller coaster...
and the bumper cars...
and the Tilt-a-Whirl...
and the Tornado.
Your dad must be
a rich man, eh?
Yeah.
We live in a...
mansion.
- Wow.
- Yeah.
But he doesn't like hot dogs.
I love hot dogs.
Me, too.
I can eat a hundred hot dogs.
Wow.
How many hot dogs
can you eat?
Don't tell to anybody,
but I can eat 101.
Maybe my mom
will let us get some.
Oh, yeah.
- I'll ask her.
- Wait.
Mom?
Can Jack and I get a hot dog?
Uh, maybe later, sweetie.
Jack wants a hot dog!
I've had it with this French f***.
- Come on.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Bailey, Bailey, Bailey.
Hold up.
What?
What if he's tellin'
the truth, huh?
What if this really is
what Susan wanted?
Come on, it's bullshit.
He's coning us.
I mean, look at him.
He could be in pain,
too, you know.
Yeah, poor him.
to figure out how to get rid of me,
take the whole f***ing house.
F***.
Be careful with it, okay?
Name it.
Did you-- okay,
you gotta name it.
That's a good idea.
- Bailey'll name it.
- Go on.
Aw, f***!
You need help?
No.
Bailey, look what I got.
Oh, yeah?
Where'd you get that?
Jack won the ring toss.
Take that.
How'd he do that?
You know? Here.
I cut the ring so it could fit
the bottle, you know?
They cheat, we cheat.
Hey, Bailey, is it okay if I
leave Martin with you for a bit?
Yeah, sure.
I'll pick you up later, okay?
- Okay.
- Come on.
Hey, be careful
with that, you know?
this mechanism, you know?
Is very delicate.
What, do you want me to give it
a little French kiss, huh?
Uh, I know this machine.
I can fix it Bailey,
but I need your help,
you know?
We have to, uh...
You know?
Is out of, um...
How you say, not in line?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
So you need-- you wanna
do that, huh? Paisano?
What, are you Italian now?
Eh, a little bit of everything.
How about Vaffanculo?
Bravo, pow.
Forza.
Come on.
Okay? Uno...
- F*** you.
- ...due...
- Rotten bastard.
- ...tre, come on.
God damn it.
Ow, f***.
Yeah.
We fix it.
Bravo.
- Where's Marty?
- Jesus.
You scared the sh*t
out of me.
- Sorry. - He's at the
kiddie park with Bailey.
You hungry?
Yeah, I'm hungry.
I'm sorry.
This stuff with Susan,
it's hard to deal with, you know?'
Yeah, it doesn't
change anything, you know?
I'm worried about Bailey.
Susan was his whole life.
Bailey's gonna be fine.
You just need
to leave him alone.
I can't leave him alone.
What, I have to put you
under lock and key?
That's not funny.
Uh, joking.
Come on.
Come on, Wiley.
Stop it.
No, come on.
- Come on, I said stop it.
- Come on.
Come on, I mean it.
No, come on,
not like this.
- I can f*** any way I want it.
- No!
What the f***
is wrong with you?
I feel like I'm losing you, Mary.
# You got nobody #
# In the world... #
Sh*t.
F***ing lucky
son of a b*tch.
Hey, Wiley.
You wanna shut the f*** up?
Hey, f*** you, a**hole.
I got money on this.
F*** you.
Why don't you relax, Vinnie?
Come on.
Hey, you wanna go
for a ride?
What, you're not
going home?
No, I'm in the dog house.
How come?
I f***ed up, Bailey.
I don't now what
I'm doing anymore.
Who does?
Nah, it's different.
It's like I see it
in her eyes, man.
She just--
she's waiting for me
to screw up.
Hey.
Open the door.
God, I miss 'em, Bailey.
What?
Big rides.
They're so great when they're
lit up in the summer.
What are you doing?
Come on, cut the crap.
It's freezing out.
Shh, shh, shh.
She's listening.
Who?
Susan.
She loved these rides.
Remember the--
what was it, the Tornado?
What, did we take her on that thing,
like, a thousand times?
I can still hear her screaming.
God, I miss
those times, Bailey.
Get on the stupid ride.
All right, we got guns!
One for you...
one for you...
one for me.
Indians don't get guns.
Only cowboys do.
- Who says so?
- Yeah, only cowboys.
- Who says so?
- You're dumb.
Indians only get
bows and arrows.
- Everyone knows that.
- Yeah, everyone knows that.
Well, I traded some wampum
for some guns for us.
Can I have bows and arrows?
No, no, no. You gotta have a gun, Mart.
It's all we got.
Mom says I can't play with guns.
Yeah, well she's right.
Uh...
we're gonna say water pistols.
These are water pistols.
- They're not guns.
- Okay, water pistol.
- There.
- Exciting.
Get on the stupid ride.
We'll start the ride.
All right.
Hi-ho Silver, away!
All right,
circle the wagons!
Indians on the warpath!
There it goes.
Oh, God, no.
Circle the wagons,
Indians on the warpath!
This ride stinks.
Come on.
Hey, hey, give me
back the guns!
Gimme the guns!
- It broke.
- You guys were great.
- Ma, I need a hot dog.
- Okay.
Okay, if you stay
where I can see you, okay?
Okay.
No, I got it, I got it,
I got it. Here.
Hi-ho, Silver, away!
You made one kid
pretty happy.
Can't run this ride
on one kid.
Things'll pick up.
Oh, you think so?
Look at this place.
I mean, I...
I don't know what to do.
Without Susan, it's just--
it's not the same,
you know?
Come on, Ma.
I know, just let me
get my eyes open.
Come on.
No, you close your eyes.
- Oh, close my eyes.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Watch out.
I'm watching out.
- Sit down.
- Okay.
Sit.
Open your eyes!
Open, read it.
- Read it.
- "Wiley loves Mary."
Yeah, "Wiley loves Mary."
- How'd you do that?
- We did it together.
- Yeah.
- Right, Marty?
Yeah. You like it?
Mary, I'm sorry.
I know I screwed up,
and I know sorry doesn't cut it.
But things are gonna
be different, okay?
I'm gonna do better.
For you and for Marty.
I mean it.
Okay?
I promise.
Yeah, Mom.
Dad's really sorry.
Can I eat them now,
Dad, pIease?
Sure, go ahead, pal.
What are you doing?
I'm looking for Susan's diary,
you know?
She doesn't have a diary.
Yes, she had one.
Well, it's not here
'cause I tore this place apart
when she left,
and I didn't find a diary.
Listen, she told me
she had one and...
she had it in--
how you call it--
She call it Esmeralda.
Is a-- is a--
- A teddy bear.
- Yes, a teddy bear.
You know what
I'm talking about?
Yeah.
- Mm, yes.
- So?
She told me
that you won that
when she was
a little girl, right?
Yeah.
What else she tell you?
She told me...
to give you...
give you this.
Yes!
Yes, okay.
Go, get the ring.
Bravo, bravo.
One more, one more.
I want see more.
Bravo, bravo.
Oh, brava.
- Alex did it.
- Jacques:
Good.Bravo, bravo.
Very good.
- We got a dropper.
- Okay.
- Ah-ah, you missed one.
- You dropped it.
Okay.
That turn is finished.
That's it.
Easy now.
Everybody home.
See you tomorrow.
Ciao.
Okay, let's go.
How many did you catch?
Five?
Oh, oh, hold on, hold on.
Give the ticket
to Marty, okay?
Very good.
And now we start again.
Kids, train's pulling out!
Last chance!
- Hey.
- F***.
- Come on, give me a ride.
- You gotta buy a ticket.
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